I spent a few days in the desert city, and managed to cover most of the main things to do in Doha, a highlights tour if you will…!
Having decided to change my career, I thought that I deserved a wee holiday to celebrate. Now, most people would book a long weekend in Spain or perhaps a week on a beach, but I decided that a 3 week trip to New Zealand was in order.
With the blessing of my Mr Kiwi (who had to keep the UK hearth fires burning and the cat fed due to work commitments) and a brand new baby nephew to meet, I booked myself on a flight.
It’s becoming a bit of a cliche to say that the best thing about blogging is the community – but it is. Hence the cliche. I’m in the very, very lucky position to have made friends all over the world through blogging, and when I realised just how easy it was to hop off my flight to
Qatar en route home, I couldn’t resist the temptation to harass Mrs
Follow Your Sunshine for a few days, not to mention soak in some of the
Middle Eastern sunshine.
So, instead of arranging one of those 30+ hour marathons to the other side of the world – because quite frankly they are awful – I realised that I could take a gentler meander via the Middle East,
Australia and Singapore. (This is the best tip I ever have when it comes to long haul flights – break them up where you can and where time allows.)
And then, when she made the big, big mistake of inviting me to stay (hey, I can look sweet and innocent when I try) I couldn’t resist the excuse to spend a few full days with the third host of our Travel Linkup*. They live on the Pearl, a man-made island overlooking turquoise seas, with a backdrop of skyscrapers.

I wore the edges of my jetlag off in the most delectable way possible.
Swimming a few laps in the 40°C sunshine, nibbled a few dates, drinking Flat Whites over blogging chat, discovering Ice Cream flavoured Oreos…
…and did a bit of work here and there. I may have also spammed Polly with the views of her own terrace whilst she spent the morning stuck in her office, but that’s the risk you take when you kindly open your home to a Kiwi.
“Please lady, please don’t steal my teepee.”
“It’s lucky you’re cute, kid.” (This was actually 3 seconds or so after she discovered in my suitcase a couple of teddy bears destined for my nephews, but using a bit of Auntie magic I managed to fish out one of her favourite toys and take a snap of her adorable face.)
Between sipping coffees and cuddles (with Sophia, obvs) – the Follow Your Sunshine ladies showed me around the highlights of their expat ‘hood.
((Sidenote: If you happened to be outside the Islamic Museum of Art, only to see three kids (two a bit taller than the third) giggling and taking shoefies, that may have been us.))
Visit the Museum of Islamic Art
My tour guides and I made our way around the modern marvel that is the Museum of Islamic Art – designed but famous architect I. M. Pei (best known for his glass pyramid outside of the Louvre in Paris).
Relieved to be out of the late afternoon heat and curious to see the collections, we wandered until our next engagement called.
Admire the city surrounded by desert sands
Qatar is an interesting place to say the least. A city that has almost literally sprung out of the Desert, it has a reputation that proceeds it and seeing life there through the eyes of an expat made it even more of an enigma.
Enjoy an infamous weekend brunch in a beautiful hotel
Once the weekend arrived (Friday and Saturday) we brunched (more on that soon) with a cotillion of beautiful blogger babes (and weirdly I ran into a friend from London – I mean, what are those odds!)…
Attend a bacchanal expat party
…partied until the sun when down over the Pearl (that is not a typo – we’re not the ‘party until the sun comes up people any more alas)…
…and brunched a little bit more. Polly hastened to assure me that life in Qatar was a little more normal, and that I’d just happened to arrive on a busy weekend (and one just before Ramadan) but I’m not so convinced. Especially as we sat in the Doha branch of Hakkasan and toasted the birthdays of a couple of people who I have been stalking on the internet Polly’s friends.
Explore Souk Waqif where modernity & tradition combine
Our last stop was literally a dash before I made my way back to the airport – a quick wander around the rebuilt Souk that was just lighting up as twilight fell. It’s one of the things you have to do in Doha.
All too soon it was time to make my way past the iconic bajillion dollar bear and take wing again.
Polly & Rich – thank you again so much for being such lovely hosts, and Sophia, thank you for sharing your teepee with this Kiwi lady.
For an insiders guide on what to do on a Doha stopover, you need to read the
A-Z guide to Doha written by Wandermust Family.